Thank you, young mistress. May God bless you with good health, a long life, and that you take over the household soon.
Granny Fang couldn't help but pray in her heart when she suddenly heard the sweeping woman's surprised voice, "Did you tell Miss that this is a happy occasion for your family? Telling her will make Miss happy too."
"Oh dear, I forgot," Granny Fang said, extremely annoyed.
"All I can think about is delivering the pickles to the young mistress..."
After saying that, she hurriedly went to the main room.
Jiang Shuwan was eating porridge with her pickles when she heard her say congratulations twice. She then asked Qingxing to bring her two packets of pastries to take home and eat.
"How can this be..."
She's been working in the courtyard these past few days, and her mouth has never stopped. It's all leftover food from Jiang Shuwan's room that she shares with the servants.
She wasn't part of Jiang Shuwan's dowry, but Jiang Shuwan always treated everyone equally; she had everything everyone else had.
“We eat this every day, how can we take it home again…”
"Take this, it's a special gift from Miss. Your pickles are excellent, and Miss likes them." Qingxing stuffed the pastry into Granny Fang's hand without allowing any refusal, and added, "Miss also said that you could make more of these pickles so that we can consign them to our shop."
"You just do the work, we'll take care of everything else. After deducting costs, we'll split the profits 50/50. You'll take a small loss; these days you have to pay to put things in a shop to sell..."
"Absolutely not!" Granny Fang interrupted Qingxing and knelt down before Jiang Shuwan. "It is my good fortune that the young mistress has taken a liking to the pickles I made."
"Young mistress has helped me so much, I would do it willingly even if I didn't get paid, how could I possibly take a share!"
Granny Fang resolutely refused.
She was already extremely grateful to Jiang Shuwan, wishing she could worship her as a savior from suffering, so how could she possibly ask for a share?
Moreover, for servants like them, their lives and property belonged to their masters.
No matter how good your skills or how great your abilities are, you still can't go out and do business.
Jiang Shuwan gave her a share of the profits, which is equivalent to her being a shareholder. What right does she have to deserve that?
"You don't want a share?" Jiang Shuwan finished the last mouthful of porridge, tidied up, and prepared to go to the old lady's courtyard to pay her respects.
"I don't want to!" Granny Fang nodded vigorously.
Jiang Shuwan smiled, "That's not up to you!"
Having said that, he didn't let Granny Fang refuse and finalized the matter directly.
Granny Fang was the first among the servants to side with her.
The better and more respectable the Fang family lived, the more confidence Jia Shengzi had in her, his "new boss."
The more confident she is, the more people will flock to her.
What good is it that Madam Wen holds the positions of the head matron and the storeroom matron? Once all the servants under her command flock to her side, the head matron will be nothing more than an empty shell.
Sure enough, the news that Jiang Shuwan had asked Granny Fang to make pickles for her to divide up had spread throughout the entire Marquis's mansion shortly after she left.
"Really? Is there really a profit-sharing arrangement?"
"It's absolutely true. I just heard from the kitchen that Granny Fang has asked the purchasing department to buy her the ingredients for making pickles."
"Then she got rich. In addition to her monthly allowance, she also got a share of the profits from pickles."
"Of course, I've tried her pickles too, and they taste really good."
The crowd buzzed with discussion, their gazes toward Jiang Shuwan growing even more ardent. Their greetings and calls of "Young Madam" were far more respectful and submissive than ever before.
"Miss, my son is growing to like you more and more."
"That's exactly the effect we wanted."
Jiang Shuwan smiled with satisfaction.
The world is bustling with activity, all for the sake of profit.
The sudden change in Fang Pozi's children's jobs is inextricably linked to her behavior at the clan banquet last night.
These house-born children are really quite clever.
She had just received praise from the old lady last night, and today they had already changed the job of Granny Fang's children by one level.
This is perfect. She had been looking for an opportunity to find a new job for the Fang family's children, and now it's much easier.
Moreover, the fact that the Fang family's children changed jobs is also a signal.
"Miss, does the fact that Fang boy has been given new jobs in the servants' quarters and furniture room mean that they have also pledged their allegiance to you?"
"Originally, we only had two managers in charge of the kitchen and sewing room. Now, with the addition of the servants' room and the furniture room, there are four rooms in total."
Qingxing also counted on her fingers, and as she counted, the little girl laughed like a silly child.
“Miss, if you calculate it this way, although you are not in charge of the household, you already have some influence.”
"If we could also secure the position of Head Madam, wouldn't we be able to confront Madam head-on?"
Qingxing clenched her fists excitedly.
Who knows?
Her young lady has only been married into the Marquis's mansion for a little over half a month, yet she already has so much power at her disposal.
Miss is truly exceptionally intelligent and resourceful.
The little girl looked at Jiang Shuwan with admiration. Just as Jiang Shuwan was about to speak, she turned the corner and saw Madam Wen coming from the garden with two old women.
Wow! We've met on a narrow road!
"Greetings, Madam." Jiang Shuwan greeted her with a smile.
Madam Wen's face stiffened. Seeing Jiang Shuwan reminded her of the thirty taels of silver she had wasted yesterday, and she felt very upset.
Adding to the fact that I didn't sleep well last night, my complexion is even worse.
"Why does Madam look so pale? Is something wrong? Should I call a doctor for you...?"
"Are you cursing me?" Madam Wen immediately became angry.
"How could that be? I was just concerned about my wife." Jiang Shuwan's eyes reddened instantly.
Wen was taken aback.
She observed Jiang Shuwan's every move at the clan banquet and knew she wasn't someone who would easily become envious.
On the first day of their marriage, Jiang Shuwan handled the tea ceremony very well.
Wen instinctively felt something was amiss, and when she turned around, she indeed saw her two sisters-in-law.
Third wife, fourth wife: "..."
The two ladies looked embarrassed.
They were also on their way to pay their respects to the old lady, but they unexpectedly encountered the elder sister-in-law bullying her daughter-in-law.
Such a good daughter-in-law, which family wouldn't love and cherish her? Yet the sister-in-law still bullies her.
Indeed, people can be unreasonably biased when they are.
The two wives exchanged a glance, both knowing why.
After all, their eldest sister-in-law's attitude towards the crown prince and nephew was obvious to all, so it would be strange if Lady Wen liked Jiang Shuwan as her daughter-in-law.
After Jiang Shuwan performed so well at the clan banquet yesterday, they guessed that she might be in for a rough time when they got back that night.
Unexpectedly, Wen Shi couldn't suppress his bias early in the morning and couldn't wait to pin a crime on Jiang Shuwan.
Someone is kindly concerned about you, and you accuse them of cursing you. What kind of awful mother-in-law is that?!
Of course, they wouldn't dare say anything openly.
After all, the Wen family is currently in charge of the Marquis's mansion, but they have their own scales to measure right and wrong.
Wen Shi also realized what was happening, and glared at Jiang Shuwan with a fierce look in her eyes, "You schemed against me!"
“Madam…” Jiang Shuwan covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes. Her aggrieved appearance made the two ladies feel sorry for her, and they couldn’t help but come over to smooth things over.
"Sister-in-law, please don't talk about her. She's just concerned about you. You really don't look well."
"Did you not sleep well last night, or are you sick...?"
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